Sunday, February 24, 2013
I have found something very surprising that really works for me in this weight loss journey. Almost a month ago I used a groupon to join a crossfit class. I did it as part of a BLC challenge and I am SO glad I did. I believe the challenge was to try something that scares you.
I have a close friend that is a trainer in a crossfit gym and was always urging me to come and try a class. Since I had seen a little bit of crossfit going on and I knew that what I saw was a bunch of olympian looking people throwing around large barbells with big ole weights on them and knocking out pull-ups and push ups like Rocky Balboa, I thought it was a little advanced for my current state of fitness (Pushups:4 Pull-ups:0). I also just never got into weight lifting. Even when I was an athlete, I always hated the part when we had to do strength training. I just wanted to play. But I decided to give it a go since it was 25 bucks and everyone told me what a good workout it was.
Fast Forward to today, I LOVE my crossfit class. I think this is the only workout ever besides playing sports, that I actually look forward to going to. The workout is different everyday, there is camaraderie between the students who are all suffering and sweating with you and the trainers are motivating and positive. The music is pumping loud while you are pushing yoruself to jump over boxes and what not and you feel like a complete bad ass. The actual workout of the day only lasts between 10-30 minutes, but by the end of it you are drenched in sweat and ready to pass out. At least I am. And I like that.
But the MAIN thing that I love about this is that it shifts my goals from getting "skinny" to getting STRONG. For me, taking the focus off of the number of the scale and setting tangible goals for improving my fitness is a HUGE plus. We keep notebooks to keep track of how much weight we did for the strength portion of the day and to track our workout time etc. It is very motivating to see improvement as the weeks go by. I am only on my third week and I have a noticeable increase in my strength and fitness lever.
Around the second week of the class, there was a workout that involved doing pull-ups and when I got to that station I had to stand on a box under the pull-up bar and just squat up and down. I tried hanging on the bar and seeing how far up I could get. I got exactly NOWHERE. Like I literally could not lift myself one centimeter towards the bar. I was dead weight. The trainer came around while I was hanging there and I asked him how long it will take me to be able to to a pull-up. He looked at me hanging there and said, "Well, you are tall so you have a long ways to go to the bar which makes it a little tougher. At this point in your fitness, it will take you about 5 months of consistent effort to get there." 5 months!!!
After class I told him I want to be able to do a pull up. ONE PULL-UP and I will be the happiest person in the world. I have never been able to do one even when I was in shape. He was on board and told me I needed to come in on Sundays which are skill days, so he could teach me how to "kip" and I could put some extra work into it. Now I have this goal that I am kind of obsessed with. And here is the thing about a pull up. To do it incorporates all the other things I want to be. I have to get my weight down to be able to lift myself up, I have to be fit and strong to be able to lift myself up. When I can do a pull-up, I know I will be very close to where I want to be, if not there already.
And what sounds easier. Losing 50 lbs, or just doing ONE single friggin Pull-up!